"Oh, are you feeling dizzy?" asked Lei Qingyi as he took a step forward. Intentionally or not, he stepped on the fingers of the man on the ground with a great force.

The man's face was pale as he had coated his face with a layer of flour, and now his face had turned green for holding back the pain for too long.

Suddenly, he sat up with a loud cry, and then shouted, "My hand, my hand..."

Lei Qingyi then removed his foot from the man's fingers. He crouched down, reaching out his hand to pat the man's face. "Why did you stop pretending? Have you not noticed that your other hand was playing with the stones on the ground when you were supposed to be fainted? Hmm?"

The man grinded his teeth because of the pain. He did not dare say anything.

Lei Qingyi chuckled. He had to be real brave to pretend to fall unconscious in front of him. If a person had really fainted, their breathing rate would not be so irregular.

"Tell me, where did you intend to bring that woman to?" questioned Lei Qingyi.

"Mr. Policeman, I have no idea what you're talking about," the man continued to fib.

Lei Qingyi clapped his hands and pulled one of the man's hands over to him. He extended two fingers and pinched at a certain part with merciless force. The man squealed like a stuck pig.

That's Pericardium eight, I'll let you hurt like hell.

"Tell me the truth."

Lei Qingyi let go of his hands. The crowd around them started to disperse, getting back to their own business.

"I... I..." stuttered the man while licking his dry and cracked lips. He wanted to weep, but he could not shed a single tear. What else could he have done at this point, his fingers were so swollen now.

"Mr. Policeman, I didn't do anything," he was still unwilling to confess, even at the brink of death.

"My patience is limited," Lei Qingyi warned. He was starting to get irritated as he had not eaten enough. These people were indeed ignorant. How dare they attempt to commit crimes in Lu Yi's presence.

The man looked like he was about to cry.

"Mr. Policeman, I really did not..."

Lei Qingyi stood up, cracking his knuckles, knowing that his big hands could give the man a really hard slap.

"I'll tell, I'll tell," said the man while covering his head. He was afraid of being beaten. Damn, will I still be alive if I was hit by a single punch?

"I've stalked those two for quite some time, and finally the man left her alone. Although the girl has a disability, she is quite beautiful, so I thought..." he did not dare to continue.

"Speak!" Lei Qingyi was still using the same tone, thinking that this man was really an idiot for trying to lay his hands on someone from the Lu family.

"So I thought..." the man really cried this time. His voice started to crack as he continued, "... I thought of bringing that woman to a secluded place, and do things to her..." The man lowered his voice. He was a loser, so much so that he almost burst into tears when Lei Qingyi glared at him. "T-then I will sell her, but I didn't get my hands on her," the man finished.

"Moron," Lei Qingyi snorted before he delivered a punch to the man's face, bruising his eye.

"Mr. Policeman, how could you hit me?"

The man covered his eye and wailed in pain. He was such a sissy that he did not look like a man at all.

"Sissy," Lei Qingyi delivered yet another punch, this time making sure that both his eyes were bruised. "You, and you, arrest him," he crooked his finger at his men and ordered. "Lock him up, if he doesn't come clean by himself, interrogate him until he does. I suspect that he has something to do with the recent reports of women going missing."

In the meanwhile, the man still wanted to talk, but Lei Qingyi rolled the man's shirt into a ball, and stuffed it into the man's mouth.

"You're too noisy," Lei Qingyi said.

Two policemen walked toward the man, grabbing him at both sides. As for Lei Qingyi, he stood up, tidied up his clothes and continued his patrol to prevent any more criminals from causing misfortune to other citizens.

Lu Yi pushed Yan Huan's wheelchair and continued to walk around. Yan Huan had a big container of stinky tofu in her hands.

She ate one tofu and it was too hot, but she felt much better after she took a sip of water.

Her eyes glanced toward the direction where the crowd was, but nobody was there anymore.

Has the crowd dispersed?

Lu Yi stopped the wheelchair and sat in front of Yan Huan. He took the paper bowl from her hands and cooled down the stinky tofu in the bowl by blowing on it before placing it in front of Yan Huan for her to eat.

Yan Huan enjoyed the piece of stinky tofu. She adored the taste of it.

"You can have a bite too," said Yan Huan while pointing to the small bowl, offering for Lu Yi to try one. Although it was unpleasant to smell, it was indeed delicious.

Lu Yi could not really appreciate such food, but he did deign to take a piece and eat it.

Although the food was indeed unpleasant to smell for the others, it had a unique taste.

However, Lu Yi really could not appreciate its uniqueness. It was true that he did not like the smell and taste of stinky tofu.

On the other hand, Yan Huan liked it very much. She finished the whole bowl by herself and she thought it was a true delicacy. It was too bad that Lu Yi could not appreciate the taste of it.

"Let's go home," Lu Yi took out a piece of tissue and cleaned Yan Huan's face with it. At the same time, he was worried for Yan Huan's stomach. She used to eat small portions of food but now she could consume a good amount of it.

"But I still want to explore," whined Yan Huan. She had not gotten enough of it.

"You can still eat?" Lu Yi asked, indeed worrying about her stomach. "You've eaten a lot, don't you want to go to the washroom?" he continued. There were many people milling around and everywhere was crowded. It was impossible for him to take her to the female washroom and he could not take her to the male washroom as well.

Yan Huan thought about it, and she realised that it was indeed a big problem.

Once the topic of going to the washroom was brought up, Yan Huan started to feel like she needed to go.

"Lu Yi," she tugged at Lu Yi's clothes.

"I want to go to the washroom," said Yan Huan.

"Hold it in," Lu Yi would not let her use the washroom here. There were too many people waiting for it so it was an inconvenience to them. She had no choice but to hold it in until they get home.

Lu Yi brought Yan Huan to where he parked his car, and then they left.

Yan Huan started to feel uncomfortable by holding it in, but nothing could be done at this point. So all she could do was to hold it.

When they reached home, Yan Huan's face had turned bright red for suppressing the urge for such a long time.

She felt extremely relaxed when she came out of the washroom. She would like to take a nap now, not wanting to get up because she was exhausted after that much shopping. Although she was on her wheelchair for the whole time and had not taken a single step, she still felt very sleepy.

She lied down for a while before she fell asleep. Lu Yi wanted to bring a glass of water for Yan Huan but who would have thought that she had already fallen asleep.

Lu Yi walked over and tucked her in, checking if she had accidentally slept on her injured arm. Fortunately, Yan Huan had proper restraint about this as she had not slept on her arm once.

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